This text comes from The Poetical Works of Robert Burns, a historical songbook transcribed on Wikisource and reproduced from the pinned revision linked below.
'All devil as I am, a damned wretch,
'A harden'd, stubborn, unrepenting villain,
'Still my heart melts at human wretchedness;
'And with sincere tho' unavailing sighs
'I view the helpless children of distress.
'With tears of indignation I behold th' oppressor
'Rejoicing in the honest man's destruction,
"Whose unsubmitting heart was all his crime.
"Even you, ye helpless crew, I pity you;
'Ye, whom the seeming good think sin to pity;
'Ye poor, despis'd, abandon'd vagabonds,
'Whom Vice, as usual, has turn'd o'er to Ruin.
"O but for kind, tho' ill-requited friends,
'I had been driven forth like you forlorn,
'The most detested, worthless wretch among you!
'O injur❜d God! thy goodness has endow'd me
'With talents passing most of my compeers,
'Which I in just proportion have abus'd,
'As far surpassing other common villains,
'As Thou in natural parts hadst given me more.'