Esau's Blessing - Choir only

Story Behind The Song

Bible: A man steals his father's blessing by impersonating his older brother. This iss compared with being "In Jesus."

Song Length 3:41 Genre Rock - Religious
Tempo Medium (111 - 130) Lead Vocal Male Vocal
Language English


Esau?s Blessing

Genesis 27

27 חריו ול-קשיו שגיו
וידגב חיר-תא
האר רמאיו והכרביו
הדש חירכ ינב חיר
.הוהי וכרב רשא

28 םיהלאה ךל-ןתיו
ינמשמו םימשה לטמ
ןגד ברו ץראה

29 םימע ךודבעי
םימאל ךל וחתשיו
ךיחאל ריבג הוה
ינב ךל ווחתשיו
רורא ךיררא ךמא
.ךורב ךיכרבמו


Jacob the sheep was in the clothes of the kid
Hunter impersonator
Gangsta operator
Deception perpetrator
Slipped in while his brother was off on a quest
Took ALL the best

The old man Isaac was in the dark
His eyes wouldn't do
Like Mr. Magoo
Jacob fooled him with the stew
And with the leather jacket

He said, "I'm the one - I'm the son"
He took every bit of his father's distribution

His mama did the cooking
She schemed the scam
She shuffled the deck
She dealt the hand

She said, ?You know, I know,
Daddy oughta know, but he forgets
God showed us way back, before you was born
It ain?t Esau
You de man
This is God?s Master Plan
She put him up to his heel-grabbin' an' snatchin'

The heist was a bona fide, King sized, mega, circumcised success
God wrote it up, put it all in His Good Book
To let every one see how we can be blessed

By hiding inside of Jesus, our Older Brother...


And he blessed him and said
?See, the smell of my son
Is as the smell of a field
Which Jehovah has blessed

And may God give to you
Of the dew of the heavens
And the fatness of earth
And much grain and wine

And may the nations serve you
And the people bow down
Be a ruler to your brothers
And the sons of your mother

And cursed be
Those who curse you
And blessed be
Those who bless you?


It was like I was having a dream or a vision
I was standing in front of a huge, 80-foot mirror
God?s laws were etched in gold all around the border
And there was a heat coming through the looking glass
Like the glow from God?s judgment sword

But in the mirror I was stone cold and naked
A grotesque phantom, crippled and diseased

I cried out ?O God, why do you contend with me?
I am nothing. I am ugly and hateful even to myself.
Cover me. Hide my shame.?

But He said to me
?I see nothing of you
Nothing of the things whereof you speak
Your sins were forgiven for my Son?s sake
It is as if, when I look at you
I see only Him and His righteousness.?

Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who hath blessed us with all spiritual blessings in heavenly places in Christ:

According as he hath chosen us in him before the foundation of the world, that we should be holy and blameless before Him in love: Having predestinated us unto the adoption of children by Jesus Christ to himself, according to the good pleasure of His will, To the praise of the glory of His grace, wherein He hath maded us accepted in the Beloved. In whom we have redemption through His blood, the forgiveness of sins, according to the riches of His grace; Eph 1:4-7

Copyright 1998 Bill Ross, Wounded Ego Music, BMI,

Lyrics Bill Ross Music Bill Ross
Producer Nori Kelly ( Publisher Wounded Ego Music, BMI
Performance Bill Ross
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