It’s a fairly recent song but in many ways it has the feel of an ancient hymn. Fun fact: one of the co-writers was in the folk group Peter Paul and Mary. I was today years old when I found that out:

“Oh refuge of my hardened heart 
Oh fast pursuing lover come 
As angels dance around Your throne 
My life by captured fare You own 

Mot silhouette of trodden faith 
Nor death shall not my step be guide 
I’ll pirouette upon my grave 
For in Your path I’ll run and hide 

Oh gaze of love so melt my pride 
That I may in Your house but kneel 
And in my brokenness to cry 
Spring worship unto Thee 

When beauty breaks the spell of pain 
The bludgeoned heart shall burst in vain 
But not when love be pointed king 
And truth shall Thee forever reign 

Oh gaze of love so melt my pride 
That I may in Your house but kneel 
And in my brokenness to cry 
Spring worship unto Thee 

Sweet Jesus carry me away 
Form cold of night and dust of day 
In ragged hour or salt worn eye 
Be my desire, my well spring lye 

Oh gaze of love so melt my pride 
That I may in Your house but kneel 
And in my brokenness to cry 
Spring worship unto Thee 

Oh gaze of love so melt my pride 
That I may in Your house but kneel 
And in my brokenness to cry 
Spring worship unto Thee 

Spring worship unto Thee 
Spring worship unto Thee” (James Mason / Karen Gold / Noel Paul Stookey)