
On your right, look for the pale stone Gothic church with its tall six-sided tower, pointed rooflines, and stepped buttresses bracing the outer walls.
This is Steyr’s parish church, dedicated to Saint Aegidius and Saint Coloman, and it’s the heavyweight sacred building of the city. It has been claiming this hill for a very long time. Historians trace the first church here back to around the year eleven hundred, and by twelve seventy-five it shows up in records during a property dispute, which is such a classic way for history to say, yep, this place mattered.
The church took hits early on. A city fire in thirteen oh three damaged it, but the really dramatic reinvention came in the fifteenth century, when Steyr grew rich and crowded enough to want a church that matched its ambition. In fourteen forty-three, the master builder Hans Puchsbaum, the same kind of top-tier architect you called when you wanted something grand, began a full late-Gothic rebuild. He finished the raw structure of the choir, the sacred space around the altar, and after his death Laurenz Spenning vaulted it and added the tower... even though the tower had not been part of the original plan.
Then came the fire of fifteen twenty-two. And this one was brutal. Flames started near the city bath, jumped into the timber and scaffolding of the unfinished church, and tore through the roof, altars, windows, paintings, the ornate pulpit, and even the bells bought at huge expense. Imagine the whole place as a half-finished masterpiece suddenly turning into a frame of smoke and falling beams.
The church kept changing with the city. In the later sixteen hundreds, after many townspeople embraced Luther’s teachings, Protestant preachers worked here, and the broad west porch took shape during that era. Later, Benedictine monks from Garsten steered the church toward Baroque style. Then the nineteenth century pulled a sharp turn back again: Adalbert Stifter, better known as a writer, pushed for a return to Gothic character, so much of the Baroque interior got removed in favor of a more medieval look.
The tower you see now tells another rescue story. After the tower spire burned in eighteen seventy-six, Friedrich von Schmidt designed the present neo-Gothic stone top, finished in eighteen eighty-nine. That’s why the tower feels so exact and vertical, like a stone finger pointing over Steyr.
If you feel like it, compare the earlier restoration view in the app; it shows how the interior went from scaffolding into the bright late-Gothic space visitors admire now.
That interior restoration ran from two thousand nine to two thousand fifteen, conserving the vaults, glass, roof timbers, and bringing back the white and yellow coloring. And if you glance at the image on your screen, you can see the nave, the church’s big central hall, opening into that soaring Gothic space.

One more lovely twist: Anton Bruckner spent summers living in the old parish house opposite from eighteen eighty-four onward, and between eighteen eighty-six and eighteen ninety-four he composed parts of his eighth and ninth symphonies here. He even advised changes to the organ. So this church did not just gather prayers... it also quietly fed music that still shakes concert halls.
This place feels less like one building and more like a stack of centuries learning how to sing together.
Take a second with it, and when you’re ready, we can wander on to the next stop.














