Feeling oppressed?

761 C. M.
Patient in tribulation.

WITH trouble laden-grief oppress’d,
   Wings had I like a dove,
   I’d fly away, and be at rest,
   Within a world above!—

2 A world where angels, pure as fair,
   Swell Jesus’ glorious train;
   Nor sin may make intrusion there,
   Nor death an entrance gain;—

3 Where God’s own hand shall wipe away
   The tears from every face;
   And Jesus to his saints display
   His mysteries of grace.

4 Yet, Lord, each murm’ring thought control;
   Each anxious wish repress:
   To thee I would resign my soul,
   And wait till thou shalt bless.
                         T. J. Judkin
                         Methodist Episcopal hymnal (1870 edition)

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Not a very common hymn; I had never heard it before and according to hymnary.org it only occurs in five hymnals.
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