Jabez called on the God of Israel, saying, Oh that you would bless me indeed, and enlarge my border, and that your hand might be with me, and that you would keep me from evil, that it not be to my sorrow! God granted him that which he requested.
Plod on, plod on. If I only build one little piece of a building in my life, and nothing more, if it constructed with gold, silver, or precious stones, it would a good work for a man to do; of such precious stuff as that, to build even one little corner which will not show, is a worthy service. It will not be talked of much, but it will last. There is the point: it will last. “Establish the work of our hands for us-yes, establish the work of our hands.” If we are not builders in an established church, it is of little use to try at all. What God establishes will stand, but what men build without his establishment will certainly come to nothing. “Oh, that  you would bless me!” 