When I was there, the pews in the north isle were filled with homeless sleepers, the first I’d seen in an English church, and particularly remarkable here, in such a rich and beautiful space. That was the original Christian promise, to set the poor on thrones in heaven and send away the rich empty handed.
“The interior is the most remarkable in the City in the majesty it conjures from a limited space…The 17th century Schmidt organ adorns the west gallery, the only such organ still in place. It should be in continuous use, trumpeting the glories of this place to the passing bankers and clerks.”
“This is regarded as Wren’s most brilliant City church. Like Baroque churches in Rome, the structure is constrained by a small site and the need to squeeze formal classical proportions into the dimensions of a medieval city…The interior is one of London’s most perfect spaces, marrying Roman dome, possibly the first in England, to a traditional Protestant preaching house.”