Now Mount Sinai was completely covered with smoke because the Lord had descended on it in fire, and its smoke went up like the smoke of a great furnace, and the whole mountain shook violently.

Smoke streams from its nostrils as from a boiling pot over burning rushes.

Like vinegar to the teeth and like smoke to the eyes, so is the sluggard to those who send him.

The sound of their voices shook the door frames, and the temple was filled with smoke.

The Israelites and the men hiding in ambush had arranged a signal. When the men hiding in ambush sent up a smoke signal from the city,

Smoke ascended from his nose; fire devoured as it came from his mouth; he hurled down fiery coals.

Smoke ascended from his nose; fire devoured as it came from his mouth; he hurled down fiery coals.

But evil men will die; the Lord’s enemies will be incinerated – they will go up in smoke.

As smoke is driven away by the wind, so you drive them away. As wax melts before fire, so the wicked are destroyed before God.

For my days go up in smoke, and my bones are charred like a fireplace.

Therefore they will disappear like the morning mist, like early morning dew that evaporates, like chaff that is blown away from a threshing floor, like smoke that disappears through an open window.

I will produce portents both in the sky and on the earth – blood, fire, and columns of smoke.

When the sun had gone down and it was dark, a smoking firepot with a flaming torch passed between the animal parts.

When Joshua and all Israel saw that the men in ambush had captured the city and that the city was going up in smoke, they turned around and struck down the men of Ai.

But when the signal, a pillar of smoke, began to rise up from the city, the Benjaminites turned around and saw the whole city going up in a cloud of smoke that rose high into the sky.

The Speaker: Who is this coming up from the desert like a column of smoke, like a fragrant billow of myrrh and frankincense, every kind of fragrant powder of the traveling merchants?

For evil burned like a fire, it consumed thorns and briers; it burned up the thickets of the forest, and they went up in smoke.

Wail, O city gate! Cry out, O city! Melt with fear, all you Philistines! For out of the north comes a cloud of smoke, and there are no stragglers in its ranks.

Night and day it will burn; its smoke will ascend continually. Generation after generation it will be a wasteland and no one will ever pass through it again.

They say, ‘Keep to yourself! Don’t get near me, for I am holier than you!’ These people are like smoke in my nostrils, like a fire that keeps burning all day long.