voiceSung by Mrs. Mattie Stover Fayetteville, Arkansas June 4, 1959 Reel 317, Item 10 In the Vineyard of Lord In the vineyard of my Lord, I love to live and labor, And be obedient to my God, Until my dying hour. I love to see the lilies grow, And view them all a-standing, In their appointed lots below, Just as the Lord commanded. We oft-times meet both night and day, A faithful band of soldiers, We read and sing, we preach and pray, And find the Lord most precious. But soon we'll sing a parting song, If we are so disposed, The time will shortly roll around, Our meeting must be closed. In different regions we must dwell, Distantly situated; May truth and justice guide our way, And God from eveil keep us. But while I sing this mournful song, ...