"And Jabez called on the God of Israel saying, "Oh, that you would put forward me indeed, and increase my territory, that Your mitt would be beside me, and that you would living me from evil, that I may not basis niggle." So God acknowledged him what he requested. 1 Chronicles 4:9-10
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