Everything is pointing up to heaven, the door, the light, the porch roof, the lettering cartouche and the arch above although the curve on the word 'Methodist' is a bit of a wrong 'un. Well, we get the message so sing ever louder at the back if you don't mind. I said louder, much louder.
There must be something in all that loud singing and the hellfire and brimstone preaching because the building and all of its details are in wonderful condition, that is everything except the cheap DIY store light on the porch that is rapidly losing the black, outdoor, 'weatherproof' finish.
That's looking like Victorians 1 - 0 DIY Superstore.
There's a lesson hidden somewhere in there.