Esau's Lament
His father, poor in sight, son Jacob schemed, conceived
A plan to fool his dad, his blessing to receive.
When Jacob scarce had gone, then Esau, swift, returned,
Prepared his dad a meal, for he, his blessing, yearned.
Then Isaac, violent shook, “But who has brought me game?
For I ate what he brought and blessed him in your name.”
Then Esau felt dismay, “Bless me, yes bless me too!”
“Your brother has deceived, for he came first, ere you.”
“You named the cheater well. He took my birthright first,
But now it would appear my blessing is the worst.”
Then Issac answered him, “Behold, I’ve made him head
Of you and of your kin; this thing can’t be unsaid.”
“At least a second for your eldest son you’ve kept?”
“Have you not one for me?” Then, bitterly, he wept.
(from Genesis 27)
Copyright © Jeff Kyser | Year Posted 2022
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