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Isham Richardson Branham Sr.

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Isham Richardson Branham Sr.

Birth
Eatonton, Putnam County, Georgia, USA
Death
15 Nov 1895 (aged 69)
Kirkwood, Colquitt County, Georgia, USA
Burial
Forsyth, Monroe County, Georgia, USA Add to Map
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Obituary gives his first name as Iverson, but other records seem to indicate his first name was Isham. His wife's maiden name was Iverson.

Son of Dr. Joel Branham and his wife, maiden name Cooper. Brother of Hon. Joel Branham of Rome, GA. Graduated from Emory College in 1847. Previously attended Mercer College. Spent nearly forty years in active service in the church. After he went deaf and suffered other ailments, he retired and lived with his daughter and son-in-law, Prof. Charles Lane. He was a grandson of Deacon Thomas Cooper.

His wife's name was Julia, and his children included: Caroline, Iverson, Richard, Adelia, and Robert.

Atlanta Constitution, 18 Nov 1895

Forsyth, Ga., November 17. - (Special.) - The big, bright sun smiled beamingly down on a populace of crushed hearts here Friday. Never, perhaps, has there been cast a shadow of deeper sorrow across this little city than that which was caused by the death of Rev. Dr. Iverson R. Branham, which sad even occurred Friday morning at Kirkwood, near Atlanta. The morning train brought down the remains of this universally beloved man, whose request was that he be laid to rest here in the cemetery among those whom he loved so fondly and who in return loved him. The remains were met at the depot by a vast concourse of grief-stricken friends and were taken in charge by the Strict Observance lodge No. 18, F. & A.M. The Baptist church, of which he was pastor for year4s, was crowded by the friends of the lamented deceased, and when the casket was placed in front of the pulpit by the pallbearers it was surrounded by a veritable wilderness of flowers.

Dr. McDonald, of Atlanta, who conducted the services, read an appropriate scripture, which he followed by a fervent prayer, Mr. Goode Price, of Macon, sang with exquisite sweetness, "He Giveth His Beloved Sleep." The congregation sang, "Asleep in Jesus."

The text read by Dr. McDonald was from Timothy iv, 2: "For I am now ready to be offered, and my departure is at hand." With tender pathos and great feeling the speaker referred to the life work of the deceased, who was one of his closest and best friends. During the eloquent discourse many heart sobs could be heard, and there were no dry eyes in the large audience. Everybody loved the coffined friend before them and every allusion to him found lodgment in the deepest recesses of their hearts. At the conclusion of Dr. McDonald's discourse, Rev. R. T. Asbury, for years associated with Dr. Branham at the Monroe Female college, made a few remarks, in which he referred to the deceased with great earnestness and tenderness. Rev. M. H. Lane followed with an eloquent allusion to Dr. Branham's former pastorate of the church here and the deep love in which he was held by the members of his congregation. The remarks of Dr. lane were touching in the extreme. "One Sweetly, Solemn Thought" was beautifully sung by Miss Undine Lane and the remains were borne to pretty Oakland cemetery, where the great, gentle heart was left to sleep among those whom he loved so well.

L Ferree (47116659)
Obituary gives his first name as Iverson, but other records seem to indicate his first name was Isham. His wife's maiden name was Iverson.

Son of Dr. Joel Branham and his wife, maiden name Cooper. Brother of Hon. Joel Branham of Rome, GA. Graduated from Emory College in 1847. Previously attended Mercer College. Spent nearly forty years in active service in the church. After he went deaf and suffered other ailments, he retired and lived with his daughter and son-in-law, Prof. Charles Lane. He was a grandson of Deacon Thomas Cooper.

His wife's name was Julia, and his children included: Caroline, Iverson, Richard, Adelia, and Robert.

Atlanta Constitution, 18 Nov 1895

Forsyth, Ga., November 17. - (Special.) - The big, bright sun smiled beamingly down on a populace of crushed hearts here Friday. Never, perhaps, has there been cast a shadow of deeper sorrow across this little city than that which was caused by the death of Rev. Dr. Iverson R. Branham, which sad even occurred Friday morning at Kirkwood, near Atlanta. The morning train brought down the remains of this universally beloved man, whose request was that he be laid to rest here in the cemetery among those whom he loved so fondly and who in return loved him. The remains were met at the depot by a vast concourse of grief-stricken friends and were taken in charge by the Strict Observance lodge No. 18, F. & A.M. The Baptist church, of which he was pastor for year4s, was crowded by the friends of the lamented deceased, and when the casket was placed in front of the pulpit by the pallbearers it was surrounded by a veritable wilderness of flowers.

Dr. McDonald, of Atlanta, who conducted the services, read an appropriate scripture, which he followed by a fervent prayer, Mr. Goode Price, of Macon, sang with exquisite sweetness, "He Giveth His Beloved Sleep." The congregation sang, "Asleep in Jesus."

The text read by Dr. McDonald was from Timothy iv, 2: "For I am now ready to be offered, and my departure is at hand." With tender pathos and great feeling the speaker referred to the life work of the deceased, who was one of his closest and best friends. During the eloquent discourse many heart sobs could be heard, and there were no dry eyes in the large audience. Everybody loved the coffined friend before them and every allusion to him found lodgment in the deepest recesses of their hearts. At the conclusion of Dr. McDonald's discourse, Rev. R. T. Asbury, for years associated with Dr. Branham at the Monroe Female college, made a few remarks, in which he referred to the deceased with great earnestness and tenderness. Rev. M. H. Lane followed with an eloquent allusion to Dr. Branham's former pastorate of the church here and the deep love in which he was held by the members of his congregation. The remarks of Dr. lane were touching in the extreme. "One Sweetly, Solemn Thought" was beautifully sung by Miss Undine Lane and the remains were borne to pretty Oakland cemetery, where the great, gentle heart was left to sleep among those whom he loved so well.

L Ferree (47116659)


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