So Jacob went to his father and said, “My father.” “Here I am!” he answered. “Which one are you, my son?”
Observe here, I. The art and assurance with which Jacob managed this intrigue. Who would have thought that this plain man could have played his part so well in a design of this nature? His mother having put him in the way of it, and encouraged him in it, he dexterously applied himself to those methods which he had never accustomed himself to, but had always conceived an abhorrence of.
Commenting on Genesis 27:18-29
And he came unto his father,.... Into the tent and apartment where he was: and said, my father; to try whether he was awake, and to let him know that he was come, since he could not see him: and he said, here am I; what hast thou to say to me? who art thou, my son?
he came unto his father--The scheme planned by the mother was to be executed by the son in the father's bedchamber; and it is painful to think of the deliberate falsehoods, as well as daring profanity, he resorted to. The disguise, though wanting in one thing, which had nearly upset the whole plot, succeeded in misleading Isaac; and while giving his paternal embrace, the old...