Built in the 1830s and abandoned in the 1950s when the roof fell in. Now a shell but still impressive.
Saint Day is situated on a slight granite rise and this church can be seen from miles around.
Today there is a modest church across the road for the small number of C of E worshipers adapted from a terraced cottage, and a small chapel for the equally few practicing Methodists.
150 years ago there were many Methodist and/or Wesleyan chapels of different and often fiercely contested denominations (Wikipedia has a 34 page list of these!) serving the extensive mining communities here; nearly everyone belonged to one sect or another (vastly outnumbering the Anglicans).
Next to my parents house is a very large (disused) church for the Primitive Methodists; its most recent incarnation was a (very noisy!) workshop for agricultural machinery.