The trembling here is the shock of a mind discovering it has given its blessing to a phantom and cannot take it back, and this is what fear always feels like, the sense that reality has slipped its grip and something irreversible has happened by mistake. Yet the closing word turns quietly toward love, for the blessing once given holds.
What a mind bestows in truth is not undone by the confusion around it, and worth conferred stays conferred. The lesson is that the gift of love, once real, is permanent, and no error in how it was received can cancel what was actually given.
Father: the aspect of mind that confers worth, shaken to find its gift already spent and its verdict already standing.
Venison: the offering brought to win favor, the effort the self makes to be found deserving.